Prototipo

I want an impossible one
One that no longer exists
That doesn't yield to the eyes of temptation
And withdraws if insisted
Although her body resists against a man's heat
She doesn't easily give in, she loves to be conquered
I want one that understands the song of the world of my utopias
That never smiles at me out of hypocrisy
That doesn't prostitute itself with an 'I love you'
I prefer her cold

Who holds a sad gaze to understand mine
Who doesn't force me to recite words that don't come from me
Who doesn't love me for being a singer but sings my phrases
Who never lets others replace my lips for any reason
And proudly walks by my side even if many reject us
Who likes music and adores tattoos
Who trades bars for my presence and the smoke
Who surpasses morality to speak the same language
And her name is Juana to rhyme with what I smoke

I've been told they hide where truth was lost
In a tiny place where vastness ends
They saw her dancing hand in hand with loneliness
Wait for me there, tomorrow I'll leave this city

I want one that makes love to my retina
Whose intention is a stream of crystal clear water
They say that girl matches me
To bare her spirit before touching her vagina

I want one that makes butterflies flutter in my belly
That takes my hand on my trips to the moon
That doesn't get distracted by a more handsome one passing by
I'll make her feel like there's no one else like her

I want one that applies and teaches me good manners
That surpasses my affection before social media
That sees wealth beyond material possessions
I want a different one, I hate normal people

I've been told they hide where truth was lost
In a tiny place where vastness ends
They saw her dancing hand in hand with loneliness
Wait for me there, tomorrow I'll leave this city